The Doctor's verdict

I forgot to talk about my visit to the doctor's today. My old family doctor had retired, so I saw his replacement. I gave him the Cliff Notes on my situation, and he gave me a total physical. He had a nurse there for dealing with my fiddly bits (partially because I told him about being abused, I suspect, and partially to honour my preferred gender.)

The worst part was getting a rectal exam, which was as horrible an experience as you might expect for someone who has been raped like I was.

The verdict? I'm fine, except the weight, which is pretty much what I expected. I need an effective, inexpensive way to lose as much as I can so he feels confident sending me to Montreal for the surgery.
Its not going to be easy, as I have had serious issues around food, but I have a goal, I have hope, and maybe that will be enough make it work.

I'm so grateful for all the support I've gotten here, I wouldnt be where I am without all of "Team Dorothy", but I'm going to need every bit of your support if this is going to work.